My Sand Sculpture Boss

The proprietress blushed, she turned her head and whispered, "What are you talking about?"

Wang Xiangqian also smiled, he remembered Xu Xing.

Xu Xing also likes to hammer his shoulders.

Only then did Wang Xiangqian discover that there is no difference in the expression of feelings between men and men, men and women.Then he felt that his discovery was stupid. They are all animals evolved from Kunming fish. They are nothing more than different genders. What is the difference in essence?

Human beings have a different kind of strictness towards their own race, and everyone's eyes have become the standard for judging everything.

The smile on Wang Xiangqian's face froze, and he suddenly became sad.He took the packaged fried skewers dully and walked slowly towards home.

On the way, he passed a disc store that was on the verge of bankruptcy. The glass window was pasted with rhubarb paper, and the word "Sale" was written in red ink in a high-profile manner.Now that online video is popular, CDs and tapes have long been thrown into the pile of old papers by the rapidly developing society.

The door of the store is facing the road, and a black rod-style stereo is placed on the left, playing songs from the last century.The sound quality of the stereo was not good, and the "sizzling" sound was very serious. Even so, Wang Xiangqian could still hear the familiar melody.

"Looking at the Spring Breeze"

The girl in the lyrics is eagerly looking forward to her love, thinking about it until midnight, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and mistakenly mistaken Chunfeng for her sweetheart, it can be said to be very cute.

Xu Xing is also very cute, he thought.

Wang Xiangqian listened to this outdated old song with a short duration, and returned home along the way.He and Xu Xing walked this road several times, each time Xu Xing followed slowly.When Wang Xiangqian turned his head, he could see him.

Wang Xiangqian turned his head habitually and called out, "Teacher Xu?"

The passing wind blew into his face.

Wang Xiangqian shook his head facing the empty back, and smiled helplessly: "I will meet you again when I have a chance, so I can buy you soda."

The author has something to say: I originally wrote Mr. Wang as a heartless man, but later I thought that a moron might be more suitable for this story, and the heartbroken brother is too vulgar, so I overturned the previous part and wrote it again.

This is what happens without an outline.

There is a small plot in it, Xu Xing borrowed Wang Xiangqian to read.This is actually something I did.When I was in high school, I had a crush on the old iron, who later divided into arts and sciences. I studied literature and he studied science. He lived downstairs from me.I have a lot of books at home, and he came to me to borrow books. The first time he borrowed was "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty". The seven books were not borrowed at one time, but one at a time.I have to say, this method gave me a lot of opportunities to meet him.

Every time I see him, I ask, have you finished it?Return books.

He answered no.

He sometimes asks me, what other good books are there?I just recommended some complete sets of books, such as Emperor Kangxi, and said that I have them.

He laughed and asked me to borrow it from him.

Our relationship of borrowing and returning books lasted for a while, and then we graduated from high school. Although there were connections between us, we still had our own lives.

Still, it's fun to think about these things.

☆, a promise (1)

Xuanxuan has been acting very strange recently.She arrives at the store at ten o'clock in the morning every day, and disappears on time at two o'clock in the afternoon, without explaining where she went, acting mysteriously.

Zhao Suyi is not here.Long San is also restless, she basically doesn't come to the store, and spends most of her time in the bar looking for spring.

Gu Huai was the only one in the huge bookstore.It sounds pathetic, but it's not, and he's dying of joy.The business in the bookstore is deserted, which means that you can play games from day to night. The key is that Zhao Suyi, who has been taken advantage of, will still pay wages, so don't be too happy.

Gu Huaizhi slumped on the chair, and opened another "Happy Fighting the Landlord".He never cared whether his poker skills were good or not when he played this game, just grabbing the landlord was over.Not only to grab, but also to double.

People are addicted to vegetables.

When he was bombarding the two farmers, a black express car stopped at the door of the bookstore.The courier took a tightly sealed document bag with both hands, knocked on the door and came in: "Hello, Ms. Liu Xuan's express."

"Ms. Liu Xuan?" Gu Huaizhi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that the courier should be talking about Xuanxuan.He recalled that Xuanxuan was 1.5 meters tall, and the title "Ms. Liu Xuan" seemed very inconsistent.He delivered the landlord's throne to the escrow system, and put down his mobile phone to sign the express delivery.

The file bag is very thin, and it should contain letters and the like.The sender's address is Anze Road Welfare Institute, Jiangbei District, Qizhou, and his name is Zhou Cong.

It just so happened that it was ten o'clock, and Xuanxuan pushed the door in on time.Seeing her, Gu Huaizhi raised the file bag: "Ms. Liu Xuan, your express delivery."

Ms. Liu Xuan jumped up to get the document bag in Gu Huaizhi's hand. She skillfully tore it open, and took out a crayon drawing and a light red maple leaf from it.

The content of the crayon drawing is very simple. There are several white clouds of different shapes floating in the blue sky, and the brown land is full of colorful flowers.Among the flowers was a little boy with short sleeves and trousers, who was being held by a girl in a long skirt next to him.Behind them is a big sun, and the warm red and warm orange constitute the main colors of this painting.

The words were written on the painting: "Sister, the maple leaves in the yard are about to turn red, I picked a piece and showed you, isn't it pretty?"

Xuanxuan put the painting and maple leaf back into the file bag after reading it: "I'll go out the day after tomorrow."

Gu Huaizhi nodded: "Oh, let's go."

Xuanxuan looked at him for a while, put his hands on his hips, and said, "Hey—why didn't you ask me what I was doing out there?"

Gu Huaizhi nodded again, with a perfunctory attitude: "Oh, what are you doing out there?"

"I'm going to the Anze Road Orphanage, and I promised Zhou Cong that I would spend his birthday with him." Xuanxuan said, "Anyway, the boss is not here, so if I skip work, I will skip work."

Ms. Liu Xuan said this with the momentum of 1.9 meters.

Gu Huaizhi lit a cigarette.

Xuanxuan blinked: "Didn't you quit?"

Gu Huaizhi was confident and confident: "Small twitches are fun, but big twitches hurt the body. Anyway, the boss is not around, so it doesn't hurt to relax once in a while."

Xuanxuan patted the table lightly, with "Create together" written all over his face.She looked at Gu Huaizhi, leaned closer to him and whispered, "Huaizhi, I have prepared a lot of presents for Zhou Cong these days, and I can't take them by myself, so please help me get some."

Gu Huaizhi showed a smile of "I understand": "I said that you have been so busy these days that you can't even see a ghost. It turns out that you are going to prepare birthday gifts for someone. What? Have you found spring? All right, I with you."

"Fart found the spring!" Xuanxuan blushed slightly, "Zhou Cong is my old friend, we met a long time ago. I have an agreement with him, although I made it unilaterally."

"A promise?"

"I have troubled Zhou Cong before, not to mention he helped me. I want to repay the favor, even if I have become a ghost now."

Gu Huaizhi was confused: "What?"

Xuanxuan smiled: "My father is Prince Wei."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly disappeared.

"Which one is Prince Wei?" Gu Huaizhi picked up the phone, and just now the round of fighting against landlords ended with the victory of the peasants.He turned off the unhappy game, and entered the three words "Prince Wei" into the search engine.

Soon, the web page jumps to the encyclopedia interface: Prince Wei Liu Shi.

Prince Wei Liu Ju had three sons and a daughter, and the daughter was promised to Ping Yuhou's son.Later, when the witchcraft disaster happened, Liu Ju committed suicide, and none of his relatives survived.There is no record of Ping Yuhou's life in the history books, so he must have been implicated.

The man named Zhou Cong was probably the son of Marquis Pingyu.

Regarding Xuanxuan's identity, Gu Huaizhi was not surprised. She is already a 2000-year-old Mount Everest child grandmother, so it would be strange if she wasn't a big boss.

He turned off the webpage, he looked up at the clock on the wall, it was not yet 10:30, it was still early.Gu Huaizhi thought that he had been a colleague with Xuanxuan for half a year, and that her "fiancé" celebrated his birthday, so he should also give him a gift.Anyway, there was nothing in the book, so he locked the door, left a contact number, and went to a nearby jewelry store.

After Gu Huaizhi left Yuyang, he went home first.Recently, an ancient tomb was dug out during the foundation digging of the river view house in the southern district. The progress of the project was seriously delayed.

Before leaving, Gu Qing, an empty-nest old man, gave 8 yuan in pocket money as a token of paternal love, which eased Gu Huaizhi's financial pressure.He picked out a pair of maple leaf-shaped onyx pendants from a jewelry store and asked the clerk to pack them separately.

One for Zhou Cong and one for Xuanxuan.

Gu Huaizhi thought that Xuanxuan had been preparing gifts for Zhou Cong in the past few days, and he had prepared a lot more according to her wishes.If the children who are also in the orphanage see someone celebrating Zhou Cong's birthday and others giving gifts, they will inevitably have a psychological gap.

Most of the children in orphanages are abandoned.They are either born with diseases and unable to support them at home; or because of gender discrimination, they are cruelly abandoned by their parents to fend for themselves.

They lack the love and care from their parents since childhood. Because they were abandoned, they are more fragile and sensitive than ordinary children. A small move may hurt them, so they need to be cared for more.

Gu Huaizhi looked at his balance, and there was still a lot left, which was more than enough to buy gifts for each of the children in the orphanage.He thought about it: "It's September, and it will be cold in a few days. I need to add some thick clothes. I also need to buy some books. There is no harm in reading more. By the way, there is no shortage of stationery..."

Gu Huaizhi walked out of the jewelry store and took a taxi to the Anze Road Welfare Institute.This children's welfare home has been established for many years, and the railing at the gate has been newly painted, black and shiny.The building is an old building, and the green ivy climbs high along the rough outer wall, giving off a different kind of vitality.

After Gu Huai got out of the car, he walked directly into the gate.The old man who was sitting on the ponytail outside the messenger room and eating watermelon stood up. Holding the melon in one hand, he hurriedly called Gu Huaizhi: "Where are you going? What's the matter, who do you want? Come and register."

Gu Huaizhi smiled: "Hi, I want to give some gifts to the children."

☆, a promise (2)

It was already half an hour after Gu Huaizhi came out of the old building of the Anze Road Children's Welfare Institute.

He said it was a donation on behalf of others, leaving Gu Qing's name behind. After all, the money used to do good deeds was given by Lao Gu.Gu Huaizhi deeply felt that he was a dutiful son, firstly he didn't fight in the nest at home, secondly he didn't seek family property, and thirdly he played cards with his empty-nest father for entertainment from time to time.Although he is a paramecium-style salted fish, he has to earn some face for his father when he is away from home.

Gu Huaizhi learned about the current situation of the orphanage from the dean. There are a total of 52 children, the oldest of which is 15 years old, and the youngest is only three months old.According to the age and gender of these children, Gu Huaizhi re-planned the gift list.

By the way, Gu Huaizhi also asked about Zhou Cong's situation next week. When he learned that the other party was only five years old, he couldn't help laughing, and said with emotion in his heart: "Xuanxuan is really a lover...Actually, it's quite OK."

At this time, the electronic bell in the corridor of the orphanage rang, which was the bell for get out of class break.After Gu Huaizhi experienced the world in the mirror, he was extremely sensitive to this kind of ringtone.Even in the yard close to the gate, I could hear it clearly. I was afraid that some ghosts and snakes would come out stepping on the drumbeat of "moving times, hitting times", and opened their arms to give him a shattering bear hug.

Can't stand it, can't stand it.

"Brother!" A girl's immature voice suddenly sounded from behind Gu Huaizhi. He was suddenly taken aback. He stopped and turned to look, but it was a five or six-year-old girl.She held the dirty brown teddy bear doll with half of an ear missing in both hands, and blinked at Gu Huaizhi curiously.

Gu Huaizhi breathed a sigh of relief: "What's the matter?"

The girl smiled naively: "Have you seen my sister?"

"Sister?" Gu Huaizhi knelt down and asked, "Can't you find your sister? What does she look like?"

"Long hair, long skirt, a pink hair tie on her hand, and a small mole at the corner of her mouth."

"But my sister is not here." The girl still had that silly smile on her face, and she raised the teddy bear in her arms to Gu Huaizhi, "She gave me this little bear. The two of us We lived together in a small room without windows. Every day, a fierce uncle opened the door and came in to put some steamed buns. My sister gave me the little bear and told me to eat well. Don’t be afraid of the dark. Smile more."

"Then..." The girl suddenly lowered her voice.

Gu Huaizhi leaned forward to listen.

The girl laughed twice, and raised her voice without warning: "Then she was dragged away by a long white monster buzzing with bluetooth, and the monster's teeth were still painted!"

Gu Huaizhi rubbed his aching ears from the shock. He looked at the smirking girl holding a teddy bear in front of him. He didn't know if she was playing a prank or telling a terrible thing.

The little black house that sees no light, the fierce uncle who throws steamed buns every day, the older sister who is dragged away by monsters... No matter what sounds wrong.

This scene is like a crime scene.

"I'm sorry!" A neatly dressed young woman hurried out from the building of the orphanage. She came to Gu Huaizhi, took the girl's hand, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a little girl. Qi's teacher, Xiaoqi didn't cause you any trouble, did she?"

Gu Huaizhi stood up and looked at the smiling girl. At this moment, even a salted fish could find that she was abnormal: "Her name is Xiaoqi? What's going on with her...? "

The female teacher knew that Gu Huaizhi was here to donate, so she didn't have any defense against him.She held Xiaoqi's hand and sighed: "I'll send Xiaoqi back to resettle first. The child's situation is a bit complicated."

Probably knowing that she was going back, Xiaoqi tilted her neck, like a puppet with a fixed expression, giggling: "Goodbye, brother."

The female teacher led Xiaoqi back to the old building. Gu Huaizhi waited outside for about 20 minutes before the female teacher came out of the building.She wiped the sweat from her forehead, with a tired look on her face: "Sorry, it's been too long."

"It's okay." Gu Huaizhi recalled what Xiaoqi had said, and asked, "What kind of stimulation did Xiaoqi receive before that caused her to become like this?"

The female teacher lowered her voice and said slowly: "Xiaoqi was rescued from the traffickers by the police."

"Abducted?"

The female teacher shook her head: "It wasn't abducted."

Gu Huaizhi was startled.He has also watched some law-enhancing programs. The so-called trafficking has two meanings. Xiaoqi was either abducted, or deliberately sold into the hands of human traffickers.

Who will sell her?

Her family, those close to her.

The female teacher seemed to see what was going on in Gu Huaizhi's mind, she was quiet for a moment as if tacitly acquiescing, and said with a wry smile: "Xiaoqi's family conditions are not good, her parents are from impoverished mountain villages, and she has two older sisters. She The family sold her because they wanted a boy. They wanted to continue having children, but they had too many children and couldn't afford to support them. Perhaps in their view, selling her would not only reduce their burden, but also earn a fortune to raise their children. , is a good deal."

"When Xiaoqi was rescued, she kept saying that she had an older sister. The older sister gave her a little bear, which was eaten by monsters not long after." Excited, the monster in her mouth may not be a monster, it should be something in real life, or someone. The police have also searched for the whereabouts of this 'sister', but there are too few clues to find it."

Gu Huaizhi asked: "Xiaoqi was rescued, did her parents know about it?"

"Oh, I know." The female teacher's eyes were slightly red, "Xiaoqi was sold half a year ago. She is very smart and still remembers where her home is. Her parents were the first to be notified when she was rescued." .”

"Xiaoqi's parents didn't recognize her, and kept saying that she wasn't her own child. Xiaoqi didn't have any documents to prove her kinship. Someone suggested to go for a paternity test, and her father started looking for life and death. In turn, he yelled wronged and yelled. How difficult it is for me to force a daughter to raise, to force his whole family to death. That is a family scoundrel, just because it is a daughter, sell it if you say it, and don’t want it if you don’t want it."

"Xiaoqi was not like this when she was sent here. She kept asking me, teacher, when can I go home? The police uncle said he would take me home." The female teacher took a breath, "I can only I lied to her for a few days, and in a few days... I can't tell her that your parents have a younger brother, and your family doesn't want you anymore."

"Xiaoqi is a very smart child. After a long time, she also found out that something was wrong. As her teacher, I don't know how to comfort her. It's all over, don't worry, the orphanage will be your home in the future? "

The female teacher shook her head, her face full of disappointment: "How could I say such lies? How could this kind of thing pass? It didn't happen to me. I just learned about it as a bystander. I don't know what kind of pain she has suffered in her heart, how can she say lightly, it's all over, don't worry about it?"

"Then she became what she is now?" Gu Huaizhi frowned.

"Yes." The female teacher said helplessly, with a melancholy voice, "Xiaoqi said, my sister told her, just smile more when you are sad."

☆, a promise (3)

Smile more when you are sad.

Originally, the words "sister" used to encourage Xiaoqi have now become a curse-like sentence.Xiaoqi is only six years old this year, and she doesn't even understand why her parents don't like or want her, or why she can't go home.

Obviously many people told her that she could go home.

Is she doing something wrong?

The female teacher sighed: "When class is over, Xiaoqi will run to the door to look out. I know she is waiting for her parents to pick her up. One day I really can't stand it anymore, so I will Ask her, aren't you angry that Mom and Dad handed you over to that fierce uncle?"

"She said that she was not only angry, but also afraid. That fierce uncle was very bad, and he was very bad to her and her sister. She wants to go home. Xiaoqi also said that her mother still has a younger brother in her womb. Her parents did not protect her well and made her suffer. When her younger brother is born, she will take good care of him and let him do everything. "

There was helpless sadness in the eyes of the female teacher, and her face was a little pale, like a paper figurine sold in a shroud shop, her thin body trembling in the wind: "Take good care of my brother, let everything go This is what Xiaoqi’s mother told Xiaoqi, and Xiaoqi’s mother also told Xiaoqi about her own marriage.”

Gu Huaizhi has also heard about the feudal legacy of changing marriages.To put it simply, it is to exchange one's own daughter for another girl to be his son's wife.It sounds like the best of both worlds, the two families live in harmony.But it did not take into account the feelings of the two girls. In this seemingly fair transaction, they are just commodities for reproduction.

It’s just a commodity, what’s so pitiful?

Gu Huaizhi just felt chilled.

Xiaoqi's mother was originally a "commodity" born under abnormal concepts, and she should be more aware of the helplessness of being a "commodity" than anyone else.But she didn't want her daughter to stay away from this situation, and even wanted to make her daughter an object like her.

This situation continues from generation to generation, forming a vicious circle.

Ignorant children will grow up in this vicious circle.

Repeatedly, habitually, deeply ingrained.

The warrior who slayed the dragon gave up the knife and the sword, and finally became a dragon that even hated himself.Every victim at the beginning has gradually turned into a perpetrator, continuing to desecrate life.

There is no one more terrifying than human beings, so why should ghosts be afraid?

The female teacher said in a low voice: "Xiaoqi, she obviously... can live a better life. Every time I see her smile, I feel very uncomfortable. I told her, cry if you want, it's okay , the teacher is here to protect you, and the bad guys won’t bully you anymore. But Xiaoqi told me, she shouldn’t cry, she should be happy.”

"As her teacher, I can only watch and can't do anything." The female teacher looked at Gu Huaizhi, hesitated for a while, and took out a wrapped gold bear pendant from her handbag, "Xiaoqi's Mom and Dad don't want her anymore, and that sister has become her only sustenance. Every time Xiaoqi sees people coming from outside, she will rush over to ask people, where is sister, have you seen her?"

"My sister has never heard from her. I don't want Xiaoqi to go on like this, so I bought this. She will definitely look good in it. I plan to give it to her in the name of my sister and tell her to be happy." The female teacher lowered her voice a little. For a while, she didn't dare to look at Gu Huaizhi, and whispered, "Can you do me a favor? Give it to Xiaoqi for me? I've been staying in the orphanage for a long time. If you give it to me, like this... like this It's more realistic."

Gu Huaizhi looked at the pendant that was neatly packed in a small red velvet box. It was so bright yellow that it emitted a gentle light like a small river under the bright yellow sun.He looked at the young female teacher holding it again, her eye circles were still red, her face was embarrassed, as if she had just said something to embarrass others, she bit her lower lip uneasily and guiltily.

Gu Huaizhi took the bear pendant from the female teacher and closed the small red velvet box: "Just leave it to me."

"Thank you!" The female teacher showed a sincere smile on her face, as beautiful as a winter jasmine.Seeing her radiant appearance, Gu Huaizhi remembered the naive Xiao Qi.As the governess said, she could be better off.

He put away the small box containing the pendant, hoping that the girl holding the dirty bear doll could smile so sincerely while wearing it.

After Gu Huaizhi bid farewell to the female teacher, he left the orphanage.He bought a bottle of Coke in a small shop on the roadside, and called an online car-hailing car to go back to the bookstore.

The online car-hailing car arrived soon. The driver was a middle-aged man with a square face and smoking a cigarette.Gu Huaizhi sat in the back seat, and the radio station in the car broadcast a piece of news:

"A few days ago, the Ministry of Public Security organized and directed the police in six provinces including Guizhou, Jiangxi, and Yunnan to carry out a centralized network collection operation, cracked a huge child trafficking case, arrested 6 suspects, and rescued 132 trafficked children."

"According to the suspect's confession, most of the children come from their biological parents. According to the police, even the biological parents use childbirth as a means of illegal profit and sell their children after giving birth. This also constitutes the crime of abducting women and children, and they will also be prosecuted by the criminal law. ..."

"Damn it." The driver turned up the volume of the radio, "It's not a good thing. A kidnapper earns black-hearted money, and a parent is in the same boat. Tell me, why do I have to ask for a certificate to drive? These people are parents, why don’t they need to be verified?”

"Now that the Qing Dynasty is dead, the dragon chairs have been overturned. Those who have worked hard to give birth to sons, if one fails, they will have another one, and those who sell their daughters and lose their daughters are also very powerful. Why is this family a legacy of the previous dynasty, rushing to become the throne?"

The driver glanced at Gu Huaizhi through the rearview mirror, and said earnestly: "Let me tell you, young man, having a daughter is actually very good. My daughter is five years old this year, and she is so cute. She obediently calls me Dad behind me. Say, Dad, Dad, I met another kid today, I learned new knowledge in the kindergarten, and I was praised by the teacher again."

He couldn't help showing a satisfied smile: "I'm so happy that she shared these things with me. This is my daughter. She is very popular, good at studying, and is also liked by the teacher."

Gu Huaizhi smiled: "My dad also likes girls. When my mother was pregnant with me, he thought it was a girl, so he even gave her a nickname, and bought a lot of little skirts."

The driver also smiled: "Almost, almost, I also like to buy clothes for my daughter and dress her up beautifully. I took her out to play with her mother and walked on the street. I thought in my heart, look , This is my daughter, how cute."

The driver handed Gu Huaizhi a cigarette while waiting for the red light: "There are still many normal people in this world, with a population of 14 billion, there will always be some idiots who say that sons are better than daughters, sons can pass incense, and daughters are given to others." The money-losing goods...Confucius, the sage Confucius, and Lu Xun, the master of Lu, have never said this. The society is different now, how can there be so many messy and poor people?"

The driver thought for a moment: "Where is it, Shandong, you know? The professor surnamed Yang, Yang!"

Gu Huaizhi, a former Internet addict, knew it all too well. When he was a child, Professor Yang's greasy smiling face often appeared on TV. It was not a good thing to see.

"In my opinion, Professor Yang shouldn't just save the children. Parents like traffickers and children who sell their children... should go in and be rescued, clean up and be a new person."

At this time, Gu Huaizhi's cell phone rang.

"Hi, hello. I'm Wang Xiangqian. I'm at the door of the bookstore. I want to pick up the things I put here before."

Wang Xiangqian rented Qingfu to go to Huangquan to look for Xu Xing. Because of the fragrance of returning souls, he made an agreement with a group of ghosts to give gifts to their relatives in the yang world or visit them.

Before going to Yuyang, Wang Xiangqian temporarily put the things entrusted to him by the ghost in the store, and did not say when to pick them up.

Now, he has come to complete the agreement.

The author has something to say: there is no one more terrifying than humans, why should ghosts be afraid? ——Ji Yun's "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes Luanyang Summer Record"

☆, a promise (4)

Twenty minutes later, Gu Huaizhi returned to the bookstore.As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Wang Xiangqian standing at the door of the store.Wang Xiangqian's waist is straight, and his figure is as tall and straight as a Populus euphratica tree rooted in the Gobi.He turned around and smiled shyly at Gu Huaizhi: "We meet again."

Gu Huaizhi took off the small tag with his mobile phone number written on it, and opened the door with the key: "Come in and have a seat?"

Wang Xiangqian followed Gu Huaizhi into the bookstore: "No, I'm in a hurry to go back. I have to make good money so that I won't see Xu Xing in the future, and he will say that I'm a fool and don't want to make progress."

Gu Huaizhi put up a "Closed Business" sign and locked the door behind his back.He didn't know how to answer Wang Xiangqian's words, so he opened a small drawer under the counter in silence.The small drawer was empty, and inside it was only a knitted bag with the word "Fu" written in big red, the size of a palm.

Gu Huaizhi took out the small bag and handed it to Wang Xiangqian: "Everything you put in the store is here."

"In here?" Wang Xiangqian shook the small bag suspiciously, "Is it Doraemon's treasure bag?"

"Almost." Gu Huaizhi opened the small drawer next to him, and took out an object that Wang Xiangqian was extremely familiar with.Its appearance is not very good, it is a black piece, it seems to be a hard rock with irregular shape, but it has an unusually good smell, like a soft peach blossom that blooms after a drizzle, with a dark fragrance.

The soul-returning incense that can induce people's soul to leave the body can communicate with Yin and Yang.

Wang Xiangqian looked at the thumb-sized piece of soul-returning incense on the counter, and didn't quite understand what Gu Huaizhi meant: "What is this for?"

"My boss Zhao stayed here on purpose before he left." Gu Huaizhi explained, "He said that although you have an agreement with the ghosts, the relatives of the ghosts don't recognize you, and they might think you are crazy. If you don’t accept blessings and gifts, all your hard work has gone to waste. With the incense of rejuvenation, you can reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles.”

Wang Xiangqian thought about it, and he was right.If a stranger suddenly came to your door and said to you: "Your relatives who have been dead for many years want me to bring you a message and a gift."

It's really possible to go to a mental hospital.

"Thank you." Wang Xiangqian picked up the soul-returning incense and was about to light it, but Gu Huaizhi stopped him: "Wait a minute, the soul-returning incense is easily snatched away by lonely ghosts who don't have eyes, and you won't be able to come back. As he spoke, he took another lamp made of white paper, with red-gold feathers dotted around the lamp, like a sunflower growing toward the sun.

"Put it inside, and they won't dare to snatch it."

The lamp was made by Gu Huaizhi and Zhao Suyi in Xu Niangniang's milk tea shop for Wang Xiangqian.

Wang Xiangqian took the "lucky bag" in one hand, put the soul-returning incense in the paper lantern with the other hand, and lit it with a lighter.In an instant, white smoke with a strange fragrance rose up, strands and strands were woven into a white brocade, surrounding Wang Xiangqian.

His figure gradually became blurred in the white smoke, like ice slowly melting into water.When the smoke disappeared, Wang Xiangqian sat on the chair, rested his head on his hands, and fell asleep lying on the counter.

But at this time, Wang Xiangqian's soul was standing in front of the counter with a lamp, quietly watching the "other self".

Gu Huaizhi released a green clam: "Many years have passed, and the family information provided by the ghosts will inevitably change. If you can't find someone, you can ask the green clam to smell something related to that person. It’s time to find someone.”

Qingfu flew around the king a few times, raised her head, and proudly unfolded a small note: "- Technician No. 08 is here to serve you again! A friendly reminder not to destroy public property, especially cultural heritage!!!"

Wang Xiangqian still remembered the last time he suddenly rang the White Dragon Drum in Huangquan, which frightened the well-informed old driver No. 08 to tremble on the ground.He smiled: "Don't worry, this time I'm going to do something good, and I won't destroy it."

☆, a promise (5)

Wang Xiangqian followed Technician No. 08 out of the bookstore. In his eyes, the flowers, plants and buildings seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist, and the whole city was covered in a monotonous gray layer, like a silent movie that was popular a long time ago.

He first found the first child of a bodyless female ghost with Qingfu.The female ghost was brutally murdered by her husband and then dismembered, leaving only one head.

The female ghost once said that her daughter likes brown doll bears, so she asked Wang Xiangqian to give them to her daughter.Wang Xiangqian prepared the little bear doll according to the female ghost's request, and brought it to her daughter's home.

As soon as Wang Xiangqian entered, he saw a family portrait hanging on the white wall of the living room.In the photo is a happy family of three, and the mother's appearance is [-]% similar to that female ghost.He then realized that the girl who liked the bear doll had grown up and had a family of her own.

At this time, she was cooking lunch with her husband.Put the chopped broccoli in an iron pan with heated oil and stir-fry until there is a "Zi" sound.The smoke rose instantly, and before it could dissipate, it was sucked away by the range hood, leaving only a light fragrance wafting in the room.

"Dinner!" she yelled, bringing the food to the table.

"Hey!" Her son ran out of the bedroom and sat down at the dining table.He grabbed the chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls, "It's delicious."

She smiled, her cheeks were like a pair of round apples: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Wang Xiangqian remembered that the female ghost turned into that terrible appearance because of family conflicts. Obviously, this pain did not continue.He looked at the family sitting at the dining table, felt the warmth hidden in the daily necessities, walked gently to the balcony, took out the brown doll bear from the "lucky bag", and put it in a small corner.

Wang Xiangqian patted the doll bear on the head, smiled, and then continued to look for the next family with Qingfu.

The man who died in the plane crash wanted to give his wife a red scarf.

He followed Qingfu to a bungalow.The door of the bungalow is open and grapes are growing in the yard.The vines climbed up the long wooden trellises, and clusters of unripe small round grapes hung between the cascading leaves.

There is also an old man under the vines. She is wearing a pair of reading glasses and lying on a rocking chair, reading a book.Afraid of disturbing her, Wang Xiangqian took out a red scarf packed in an exquisite gift box, and walked into the room lightly from behind the chair.

Except for home appliances, the rest of the furnishings in the house basically maintain the style of the last century.In the living room there is a wooden table covered with a piece of clear glass.A lot of things are caught between the glass and the small gap between the table